Idylls of the King: The Passing of Arthur (excerpt) (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when ...
.Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
, So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea; ...
O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer shock, Rise ...
. "Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In ...
O true and tried, so well and long, Demand not thou a marriage lay; In that it is ...
. Athelstan King, Lord among Earls, Bracelet-bestower and Baron ...
I.And Willy, my eldest-born, is gone, you say, little Anne?Ruddy and white, and strong on his legs, he looks like ...
I. THOU who stealest fire, From ...
O living will that shalt endureWhen all that seems shall suffer shock,Rise in the spiritual rock,Flow thro' our deeds and ...
MY father left a park to me, But it is wild and barren, A garden too with scarce ...
O LOVE, Love, Love! O withering might! O sun, that from thy noonday height Shudderest when I strain my sight, ...
Written at the Request of the Mantuans for the Nineteenth Centenary of Virgil's DeathRoman Virgil, thou that singestIlion's lofty temples ...
To-night ungather'd let us leave This laurel, let this holly stand: We live within ...
Contemplate all this work of Time, The giant labouring in his youth; Nor dream ...
Sad Hesper o'er the buried sun And ready, thou, to die with him, Thou ...
Again at Christmas did we weave The holly round the Christmas hearth; The silent ...
How fares it with the happy dead? For here the man is more and more; ...
Home they brought her warrior dead: She nor swoon'd nor utter'd cry:All her maidens, watching, said, ...
Dip down upon the northern shore O sweet new-year delaying long; Thou doest expectant ...
Home they brought her warrior dead: She nor swooned, nor uttered cry:All her maidens, watching, said, 'She must weep or ...
Dip down upon the northern shore,O sweet new-year, delaying long;Thou doest expectant Nature wrong,Delaying long, delay no more.What stays thee ...
Love is and was my Lord and King, And in his presence I attend ...
Fair is her cottage in its place, Where yon broad water sweetly slowly glides.It sees itself from thatch to base ...
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